So, the Esquire video, with thanks to Kathleen for uploading it to YouTube.
Yes yes, the dude is hot but what the hell is the music? Armitage Besotted asked and I didn't have an answer beyond "the song NPR uses as bumper music." So Servetus suggested I use Shazam, which I'd never heard of before, and it had the answer in a matter of seconds. Where has this app been all my life?
Not stealing Guylty's schtick here but the new Francesco Guidicini shots hit me really hard this morning and it reminded me of another photo that hit me hard once upon a time.
One of my very favorite photos of anyone ever is on the cover of 1989's In Step, the last studio album recorded by Stevie Ray Vaughan and Double Trouble. Photographer Alan Messer talks about that spine-tingling session here (a huge THANK YOU to Obscura for that great find!), including the moment both he and Vaughan knew they had their cover.
What I love about this photo is everything. I love that you can tell who it is just from the hat, I love that the only part of him you can really see clearly is his hands, I love that he's doing something instead of looking at the camera and always suspected he was really playing instead of just posing (go read the link, you will not be disappointed). A lot of what resonates for me in this image, though, comes from knowing his story: In Step was his first album after rehab. He exorcized his demons and came through on the other side with a more powerful flow. This isn't an addict on his knees here; this is the greatest guitar player on the planet at that moment crouched down lovingly playing his instrument because he just can't resist the spirit when it moves him.
While none of the individual shots of Armitage has quite that effect on me, the collection as a whole does. He looks like he's gained something -- confidence, maybe, as a friend suggested this morning -- or learned something about himself. I'm not suggesting that he's gone to rehab but there's something about him that's more sure and more powerful. He looks more at home in his own skin than I've ever seen him, even in the more undignified poses. This one (I know I'm breaking up the flow here but go on and click it) is my favorite. He's not looking at the camera but he's not hiding his face and like there would be any mistaking that profile, right? Don't you wonder what he's thinking about? He still looks like a force to be reckoned with slumped over in a tiny chair, like a Marine in uniform at his little sister's tea party. Whatever he's been doing that brought this change about? He needs to keep doing it.
So, what do you think of the new pictures? What's your favorite? Comments are open. Stevie Ray Vaughan is going to take us out, just because.
Soooo, how 'bout that Sunday Times interview? Wow. Once again, the tidal wave of giddy good vibrations was hiding a shark. I was as annoyed as everybody else when I first read it and though I'm at a point now where I'm just kind of shaking my head that an editor actually passed it there are two things that keep coming to mind for me.
1. It's going to happen more and more often and there's nothing we can do about it. Some people don't get fandoms, and not just us as evidenced by Ms. Gold's sneering at Barry's Fanilows in an article that has nothing to do with them. There's been a really interesting conversation going on for quite some time about misogyny and fandoms. What we each CAN do is decide how that affects us. Are we going to let someone who can't be bothered to do five minutes of research about something that IS searchable -- like whether the play that the actor you're patronizng interviewing is starring in is public domain before you say it in front of millions of people because that would be a cub reporter's mistake and not something a seasoned professional would do, right? -- get under our skin and shame us about who and what we love? Or how we behave? Or anything else? Because I think we shouldn't.
2. This appeared on my Facebook feed today and you know what? Exactly.
This fandom isn't all roses and ice cream, we know that. We don't always get along but we do, mostly, get each other. There are people in this fandom who I adore as human beings and I would never have met them otherwise. There are people who I don't adore, too, but they at least give me something to think about, another point of view to consider, and that's invaluable.
So what's Tanya Gold really sneering at here? A bunch of sad, "innocent" losers or an international group of people who can manage to put their differences aside to come together to laugh, to create, to SpReAd The Love, to support each other in times of crisis and to celebrate the success of the dude we're all kind of sweet on? Gosh, we should all be deeply ashamed, shouldn't we?
I think some Soundgarden is in order here because I can't think of anything more appropriate at this moment. Have a great night and don't let the shitheads get you down.
So while Richard Armitage is in London doing, uh, something that I totally haven't been paying attention to at all because I am NOT an Armitage blogger a few of the other Dwarves have been at FantasyCon in Salt Lake City, Utah. Jed Brophy has largely been the Man on the Tweets with this one and today posted this photo on his Facebook page.
A bunch of guys having a great time in SLC because
how could they not be in that thing?
I think this calls for some Stray Cats, don't you? Have a great Saturday!